This story was requested by @tizniz and was inspired by the soulmate prompt that was circulating a little while ago. I hope you enjoy, love bug!<3
The squeaking of trolleys and squawking children surrounded
them as they entered the supermarket. It was a warm and bustling Saturday
afternoon in the heart of London. Normally, these food trips were saved for
later in the night or during the week so the boys wouldn’t be noticed as much.
But, turns out, none of them had properly prepared for the Maynard’s house
party, and had chosen to put it off to the last minute.
And, as luck would have it, everyone else was busy. So, it
was just Y/N and Joe on this little outing. And, she was annoyed.
“Come on, then,” Joe called out as he headed further into
the shop. “No dilly-dallying!”
Y/N groaned as she rolled her eyes. Joe Sugg. From the very
beginning, he just rubbed her the wrong way.
It all started when she first met Jack over Tinder. The date
had been a disaster, but the hilarity of it all made her agree to a second one.
Though, half way through the second date, it was pretty clear they were better
suited as friends. They got along so well that Jack thought it’d be great to
introduce her to the rest of the boys at a holiday house party, certain they’d
all love her.
As far as first impressions go, everyone was great. Except
for Joe. When Y/N had met him, he had already been drunk, arm slung around the
shoulders of a, equally as trashed, girl. He had spared her maybe two or three
words tops before retiring for the night, female friend in tow. The day after,
he apologized and introduced himself properly, but his feminine shadow lurked
at his back the entire time, silk robe falling from her delicate shoulders.
From then on, even the sound of his name left a bad taste in
It didn’t help that every time Y/N was around him, she was
his target for constant teasing. She didn’t consider herself to be a sour puss,
but whenever he picked on her, it drove her up the bloody wall. It was like he
always had something smart to say accompanied with a stupid little smirk on his
stupid, stupid face.
She gasped when she ran into something hard and warm.
“Oi oi. Watch out,” Joe drawled, looking over his shoulder.
“Deep in dream land, are we?” He continued rummaging through the wine
Y/N scowled at his back when he wasn’t looking anymore,
finger rubbing at her forearm, “I was just thinking about everything we needed
to get while we’re here.”
“And, yet you haven’t been helping in the slightest,” Joe
said. “Maybe less thinking, and more looking.”
She shot him a glare, “Well, it’s not like you wrote a
“Actually.” His hand dug into the pocket of his joggers, pulling
out a small, folded paper. “I did.” He passed it to her, a small grin on his
lips. “Now, go on. Chop, chop. We’ve got about 30 more minutes until we have to
start setting up.”
She knew it was immature, but she couldn’t help rolling her
eyes before walking off. Y/N could have sworn she heard him chuckle as well.
She gritted her teeth and grumbled as she set out on her mission to find
About 10 minutes had passed and Y/N was confident that she
had got everything that was needed.
“Now, time to see where that idiot buggered off to- AH.“ She
jumped when a sudden poke came to her ribs.
“I surely hope you weren’t talking about me.”
Y/N leveled him with another glare, which seemed to be a
common thing when around him, “I got everything on the list.”
“Perfect,” Joe took the basket from her hands with ease,
placing the few items he had in his hands inside of it. “And, we’ve still got
time to spare.”
“I can carry that, Joe.”
Joe smirked, “S’alright, love. I think I can handle it.” He
jokingly flexed his free arm at her. “Besides, you’ve been favoring your arm
all day, so I figured I’d help out.”
She chose to ignoring his showing off and went straight to
confusion, “What are you going on about? I’m fine.”
He pointed down at her, “Then why do you keep messing with
Y/N looked at where he was pointing, realizing that her
constant rubbing and pinching had succeeding in making a rash on her right
forearm. “Oh.” She blinked, still staring at the thin, rectangle of little, red
bumps. “I didn’t even notice.”
“Might want to check your house for bed bugs.”
“Oh, piss off. I don’t have bed bugs.”
“I shower twice a day, no!”
“You shower twice a day? Jeez, clean freak much.”
Y/N sighed, exasperated, “Why must you ALWAYS be such a
Joe just laughed, heading toward the registers.
“I swear you’re going to be the death of me.”
“Oh, this is nothing,” He shot her a wolfish grin. “Cheer
up, the worst is yet to come.”
In that moment, Y/N’s vision went white. She heard Joe’s
muffled voice, but couldn’t comprehend anything that he said. Her knees hit the
floor. Her hand cradled her arm to her chest. She heard calling. Who was
Reality snapped back to her with a pop.
Joe’s face was close to hers, his eyes full of worry, his
hand on her shoulder.
“Love, are you okay?”
She took in her surroundings. A few people stared from the
aisles closest to them, but for the most part, no one was alarmed. She was
still on the floor, her left hand wrapped tight around her arm. She let go,
pulling her arm away so she could look.
The rash was gone, but in its place, was tiny lettering in
Cheer Up, The Worst is
Yet to Come
Y/N stared at it wide-eyed, not quite believing her own
eyes. She switched her gaze to Joe, who was staring at her strange tattoo just
as intently. His face that was contorted with worry earlier, then to mild
shock, now softened into a small smile. Joe’s eyes met hers.
“Well, it’s about bloody time.”
He grabbed her hand, pulling her up to her feet. Once she
was standing, he rolled up the jacket sleeve on his right arm, flipping it
over. Y/N’s breath hitched.
On his forearm, in the same font and in the exact same spot read:
You’re Killing Me,
Y/N let out a sharp laugh. Joe grinned as he pushed his
sleeve back down.
“Of all the things I’ve said to you, THAT’S what pops up?”
“I mean, it’s fitting,” his eyes glittering with mirth. “You
did say, I will be the death of you, earlier.”
“But, you don’t even like me!” Y/N said. “When did that
happen? Just now?”
“No,” Joe said. “Maybe about three weeks ago.”
“And you never said anything?”
“Nope.” He started scanning the items on at the
“We’re you planning on it?”
“Not unless it happened to you, no.”
She was so confused. It took her a few moments to realize
that she was standing there like a fish out of water, and Joe was done paying
for everything. And, before she knew it, he was out the door.
Y/N hurried after him, her confusion and frustration with
the man growing by the second.
“Wait.” He didn’t respond. “Joe, wait!”
He stopped, turning to her, “Yes?”
“Can we talk about this?”
“Not right now. We’ve got to go set up for the party.”
Y/N froze, “You’re actually joking me.”
Joe kept walking, “Nope!”
surprise. That’s not changed.
Joseph Graham Sugg still held the title of most infuriating
person she knew. Soulmate or not.
A few hours had passed and the party was underway. Joe had
purposefully kept his distance from her the whole night, and much to her
annoyance, Y/N wasn’t able to corner and confront him at all.
At least the party was a hit. She attempted to keep her mind
occupied with beer pong for a bit. She was Jack’s partner, playing against
Mikey and Conor. Mikey was useless, but in the end, it was all good fun. Her
and Jack cheered as she sank her ball in the final cup, nearly knocking over
the game table in their excitement.
They started to clear off the table, but was stopped by a
“Alright, our turn,” Joe shouted over the music. “You two,
against Oli and I.”
“Ohh, you’re on mate,” Jack smirked, setting up the cups
with Oli. Both completely unaware of the staring contest happening between the
Y/N felt a shudder run down her spine. His cheeks were
slightly pink, evidence of the alcohol strumming through his body. His hair was
disheveled. His shirt clung to his chest. But, his eyes were what stopped her
in her tracks. They were the bluest she had ever seen. His pupils wide. Were
they always that blue? Had she just never noticed before?
The other boys shouted that they were ready and the game
started. Oli went first and missed. Jack didn’t do much better. Joe stepped up
and aimed, but instead of looking at the cup, he stared right at Y/N. She felt
her face flush as she stared right back. She heard the plop of the ping pong ball hitting liquid, the cheer from the
people watching and the groan of anguish from her partner.
“Your turn,” Joe said, a small smirk on his lips.
“Come on, Y/N,” Jack clapped his hand on her shoulder. “You
She couldn’t help but chuckle as the Maynard brothers
gathered behind her, talking smack to the opposing team.
Again, Y/N realized that it wasn’t mature, and had a high
chance of going badly for her, but she wasn’t going to step down. Taking the
same stance as Joe had just a second ago, she aimed, leveled him with a hard
stare and a smirk, and shot.
The resounding plop
turned her smirk into a full-on grin as the people around the table went nuts.
Jack and Conor both threw their arms around her neck and
shoulders, jumping up and down.
Oli looked proper shocked. Joe just shook his head and
The game continued, both teams doing stupid things to show
off and distract the other. In the end, Y/N and Jack won again, the rest of the
boys cheering and jumping around. Oli hung his head in defeat, his feet kicking
the air, while Joe just stood in place and smiled, slowly drinking the rest of
The night had really improved from when she had first walked
in, and she was glad of it. The party was starting to wind down a bit, some people
starting to filter out. Y/N was talking with Josh and Mikey about what a
friend’s date had done to Joe’s plants, when Joe himself popped into the corner
of her peripheral.
As soon as she turned his gaze to him, he beckoned her to
him, his shoulder leaning against the wall. Y/N sighed and excused herself from
the boys, and followed Joe to the guest bedroom. When he closed the door after
she stepped in, she couldn’t say she was surprised.
“So, he finally decided he wants to talk?” she drawled.
“Why do you hate me?”
“Uh,” Y/N blinked. “I don’t hate you.”
“Well, you certainly don’t like me.”
“I don’t like that you tease and contradict me all the time,
simply because you know it annoys me.”
He cocked his head ever so slightly to the side, “I pick on
“Not as much as you pick on me.”
“Well, of course not. But that’s not why you don’t like me.”
“Yes, it is.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Oh, my god, Joe. You’re doing it now! I’m literally telling
you why I get frustrated with you, but you won’t let me get a word in edge
“No, I just know better. That’s not why you hate me.”
“I obviously don’t hate you. This is proof!” She flung her
right arm in the air.
He glanced at it, a smile growing on his face. “No, that’s
just proof that you’re stuck with my ‘annoying’ ass for the rest of your life.
“Really?” she glared.
He just grinned, the tip of his tongue running along the
bottom of his teeth, his eyes shining with amusement.
“Of all the people in this universe to have me tethered to,
why you?!” her hands clenched into fists, trying her best to stop staring at
his mouth. Why did his lips have to look so damn kissable? It wasn’t fair.
He took a step closer to her. “What’s so bad about me?”
Joe chuckled, “Oh, really.” Another step closer. “That’s why
you can’t stop staring then?”
“You’ve been staring too.”
“I’ve never denied that.” Another step. “I have no problem
saying that I like what I see. I always have.” He brushed a strand of her hair
out of her face and behind her ear. “You, on the other hand…”
Her breath caught in her throat. He was so close now. Y/N
could smell the dark musk of his cologne. She could feel the warmth radiating
from his chest. His baby blues gazed down at her. She felt as though she could
get lost the longer she looked.
Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down,
their lips crashing together. She sighed into his kiss. Joe’s arms immediately
snaked around her waist, backing her up until her shoulders met the wall behind
The bedroom door flew open, bouncing off the spring stopper.
The couple jumped apart.
“FINALLY!” Jack, Conor and Josh piled into the door way.
A flash of light caught their attention, and they all looked
down at Joe and Y/N’s arms. The gold glow dimmed down until there was no more.
The only evidence of the words ever being there was a series of raised dots on
both of their arms. An identical constellation.
“Well, that’s just freaky.”
“Kind of wish we had filmed that.”
“Oh, my god, yes. Think of the views.”
“OUT!” Joe and Y/N
both retorted, startling the boys away, the door shutting closed behind them.
Joe sighed, looking back at her, “Anyway, where were-“ Her
lips stopped him in his tracks. He chuckled, picking her up, her legs wrapping
around his waist. She grinned.
A/n: Love this idea so much. Basic premise: Caspar sets y/n up with Joe, but y/n over hears Joe and Caspar talking about her. (going to post every Wednesday, so stay tuned for the rest of the story) Request
Y/n had a huge crush on Joe, everybody knew it. Mikey, being her best friend and protective best friend at that, knew this was a bad idea. But no, Caspar just had to do it. He just had to set y/n up with Joe. But so far it was going well, y/n was excited and Joe seemed to be too.
There they were, heading on a triple date: Mikey with some girl he met on Tinder… I think her name was Addison? Then there was Caspar and Maddie. Finally, Joe and y/n. They were all happy to go to this very nice Italian place that Josh and Connor recommended. Once they were seated, each man across from his lovely lady, they opened their menus. Joe kept meeting eyes with y/n and she continued to giggle like a third grader. Breaking eye contact for the first time in what felt like an eternity she actually viewed her menu. She did not realize that Joe had left the table and was dragging Caspar down the hall.
“Listen mate,” Joe began.
“No, you are not bailing on this. She really likes you Joe.” Caspar pleaded.
Y/n headed to the bathroom but froze when she saw Joe and Caspar huddled close together in the hall. She wasn’t usually the type to eve’s drop but she was tonight.
“She’s not my type,” Joe complained. “She’s not even that cute. She’s too smart for her own good and the way she giggles is annoying. Mate, I’m sorry but–” Joe stopped talking when he saw y/n with her hand shaking as she covered her mouth, clearly holding back a sob. “Y/N”
“No. Stop, it’s alright. I’ll go.”
Y/n ran out of the restaurant like a bat out of hell, dashing through the crowded London streets and away from it all.
This is for the anon who requested the bipolar disorders one around a few weeks ago, I am sorry for the long wait but it is finally done and I really do connect to this story so much. I hope you will enjoy it xx
fixed on the floor, her arms wrapped around herself, Y/N was
sitting on the couch with her friends all around her but still she
felt all alone. She was trapped in her own silence, despite the loud
laughs coming from her best friends. She had tried to stay focused,
to pay attention but her mind couldn’t help but drag her away. Her
emotions were usually all mixed up but at this exact moment, she
couldn’t feel a fucking thing. And when you think about it, what’s
worse than feeling too much or not enough? Feeling nothing at all.
She had everything to be happy about. A loving boyfriend. Some pretty
incredible friends. A job that she was glad to have. But her mental
illness was destroying everything around her, including her own
happiness. Because one minute she’s sunny then the next, she’s
pouring down rain.
flinched as she felt someone nudged their shoulder with hers and she
looked up, between the confused glances of the boys. She slightly
jumped at the feeling of a hand on her knee and she looked up to the
man that owned her heart, a worried look directed towards her. “Is
everything okay?” Jack asked, his blue-eyes darting over her face
and he could tell that something was wrong. “Yeah, I’m just really
tired.” Y/N said, sending him a smile and he smiled back,
dropping a kiss to the top of her head. “Do you want me to drive
you home?” Jack offered, grabbing hold of her hand before
intertwining their fingers together. Y/N looked at their locked
hands, Jack brushing his thumb gently against hers, before looking up
to meet Conor’s eyes and the older boy instantly knew. “Actually, I
need to go home to work on something so maybe I can drop you on my
way if you want.” Conor offered, getting up to put his jacket back
on. “Are you sure?” Jack asked, frowning at this brother. Y/N got up, letting go of his hand and Jack frowned even more. “Yeah, I
don’t mind.” Conor simply shrugged, exchanging a look with Y/N.
The other boys were still sending them confused looks and Y/N bend down to press a quick kiss on Jack’s lips. “I’ll see you
later.” She smiled at him before both Conor and her were out of the
heavy silence suddenly fell over the whole apartment. “Don’t you
think it’s weird?” Josh asked, the question directed to Jack and
the 22-year-old boy frowned once again. “What is?” Jack replied,
confusion itched across his face as the others boys all looked at
each other. “How Conor is spending more time with your girlfriend
then you are!” Oli scoffed as if his statement was evident and Jack
rolled his eyes. “What are you saying?” Jack questioned, a slight
hint of annoyance in his voice. “Just that your brother and your
girlfriend are really close and that’s not normal, mate.” Josh
explained, not mentioning the word that Jack probably wouldn’t want
to hear anyway. “Come on, they’ve know each other for years. I
wouldn’t even be with her now if it wasn’t thanks to him.” Jack
admitted, getting up to put his jacket back on. “We don’t want you
to be hurt, bro.” Joe stated, smiling up at this friend but the
fake blonde boy sighed before taking his keys. “I know but they
both wouldn’t do this to me.” Jack said, his chest tightening at
the thought of what they could be doing. “Where are you going?”
Josh asked, watching his friend get ready to leave. “Just grabbing
something at mine. I’ll be back soon.” Jack smiled at them before
walking out of the flat and hopping into his car, driving where he
knew he probably shouldn’t.
Jack was right because as he arrived at his girlfriend’s flat, he was
surprised to see Conor’s car parked there. He felt himself fill with
nerves as he was hoping that his mates were wrong all the way. He
quickly climbed the stairs to her floor and he frowned as the door
was slightly opened which was unusual. He pushed the door open slowly
and froze as he heard his brother’s voice.
“You need to tell him, Y/N.” Conor snapped, a slight hint of anger in his voice. And
Jack felt his heart shrink, the boys were right and he had been
blind. “He loves you. That’s not fair to him.” Conor continued,
his voice now soft as he made a step towards her. It went silent for
a moment and Jack was about to walk in, his veins popping from the
anger but stopped at her next words. “I didn’t took it this
morning, Con.”Y/N said, a voice crack escaping her throat and
Jack felt his heart break even more. Was she talking about the pill?
Conor stepped towards her, wrapping his arm around her in comfort. It
was too much for him to handle.
He violently closed the door behind
him, walking furiously in the living room, eyeing the both of them.
“So how has it been since you two are seeing each other, huh?”
Jack snapped, his stare cold on his older brother. Conor immediately
stepped away her, a soft look on his sibling. Conor knew this would
happen. “I can’t believe I didn’t see it! You and my brother? Y/N,really?” Jack yelled, this time looking over at her who
had tears streaming down her face. “Don’t yell at her!” Conor
said, getting in front of her protectively. “I can’t believe you’d
do that to me.” Jack said, his tone harsh, pushing him slightly.
“Why? What did I do to you? Was I not good enough?” He said, his
eyes meeting hers. She was sobbing and he didn’t know what to do.
“We’re not seeing each other, you idiot!” Conor snapped at him,
pushing him back and his eyes turned from anger to confusion. Conor
reached out for something behind him and handed it to Jack.
frowned at the orange box that was in his hands and his eyes fell on
Last visit :
His anger waved off and was replaced by guilt because he
had been wrong. So wrong.
looked between the two of them before dropping a kiss to the top of Y/N’s head. “I’ll call you.” Conor stated, giving her a soft
smile before walking out of the flat, leaving a heavy silence hanging
in the air.
put the small box down and walked closer to her, brushing his fingers
on her bare arm and her eyes were locked onto the ground. “Why
didn’t you tell me?” Jack asked, hesitantly but she still was
staring at the hard wood floor. “Conor has always known and it was
already a burden for him, even before I knew you. I didn’t want you
to be invested in this mess that I am.” She admitted, her voice
weak as she moved away from him, passing a hand through her hair.
“It’s too late for that.” Jack said, watching her intensely,
seeing a part of her that he had never seen before. “You can still
walk away while you can.” She said, crossing her arms as she was
fighting the new tears forming in her eyes. “I never will.” Jack
admitted, stepping towards her, taking her hand in his. “You don’t
have to ashamed about it, it makes you who you are.” He started,
brushing his fingers against
her cheek. “I can imagine how much it sucks but you can fight it.
And I will help you with that. Because you may be a mess, but you are
my mess.” Jack finished and Y/N wrapped her arms around him,
letting her emotions out as she cried onto him for a while.
sorry for not telling you.” Y/N mumbled between her tears and
Jack kissed the top of her head gently. “I’m sorry for thinking
that you were cheating on me with my brother. That was childish.”
Jack said, smiling as he felt himself relax after being on such an
emotional roller coaster. “It was.” She said, wiping her eyes
quickly, giving him a soft smile and he leaned in to give her a soft
that smile right there, okay?” Jack asked but it sounded more like
And with the nod that Y/N gave her, he knew that
it would all be fine because he was there for her. There was no
cheating. Just a beautiful messed up girl that would be alright
because she had the best persons by her side.
I must warn you beautiful loves, that this imagine, does contain smut. If you’re not the smutty type of reader, then I would highly advise for you not to read this part! I’m sorry if you are uncomfortable with smut, I promise I’ll be updating very soon again and it won’t contain smut.
If you are very much comfortable with smut, I hope you enjoy xxx
“See you ladies!” Y/N giggled, waving her fingers gingerly at her friends while sliding out of the taxi. Y/N walked up to the front door of her shared home with Joe, her boyfriend of two years. Rolling her eyes, she turned her head to blow kisses to her giggling friends who were now being driven home by a middle aged family man.
Unlocking the door, Y/N quietly stepped into the house, pressing herself back against the cool glass door. Vodka and sex on the beach cocktails were running through Y/N’s bloodstream. Y/N wasn’t drunk, but she was rather tipsy after having a spontaneous night our with the girls. Glancing side to side, she was quick on her feet to check if it was possible that Joe escaped from the tight ribbon that was holding him captive. Fortunately for Y/N, the place was immaculate. Nothing was touched or moved out of place in the slightest.
Sneakily, Y/N crept up the stairs, taking her time as she did so, hoping that Joe would not hear. As Y/N made it to the top of the stair way, she tip-toed towards the bedroom door, peeking her head in behind the door. A smirk slowly drew across her face, taking in the appearance of her boyfriend Joe, noticing the way his head was tilted back with his eyes closed.
Y/N’s mischievous smirk continued to grow. Joe had done exactly what she wanted.
He dozed off.
Quietly, Y/N swayed into the bedroom, zipping down her tight red cocktail dress and allowing it to fall to the ground. Standing proudly in her black stiletto high heels and matching lingerie, she sauntered over to Joe’s sitting body, straddling his lap, hoping not to wake him so she could continue on with her sweet revenge.
“Hey baby.” Y/N whispered against the shell of Joe’s ear, her hands smoothly sliding down to the buckle on his belt, unbuckling it easily and slipping the belt out from the loops on his jeans. “Guess who’s home..” Y/N breathed hotly against Joe’s ear, allowing her hands to cup his cheeks and her finger tips to smoothly trace his jaw line.
“My poor baby boy, you’ve been under so much stress, haven’t you baby?” Y/N whispered, pressing her lips down lightly underneath his ear, kissing downwards towards his sensitive spot. She listened to a gentle grumble leave Joe’s lips as she reached the most sensitive area of his skin. Pressing her hips down against his, she began to grind their hips together dangerously smooth.
“Hmm..Ohh..Oh fuck..” Joe moaned, his eyes opening slowly only to grow wide at the sight of his sweet lover, grinding their hips together.
“Y/N..Oh my god, Y/N..” Joe growled deeply, his tongue almost falling out from his mouth at the sight of her, his eyes darkening with lust as he allowed his eyes to gaze at the sexy black lingerie covering Y/N’s body.
“Untie me, Y/N. Untie me, right now.” Joe breathed, shaking the chair as he fidgeted with the tie around his hand. Looking up into his lovers eyes, he could feel his energy pick up instantly, adrenaline coursing through his veins.
Joe was now fully awake and had Y/N’s undivided attention. However, Joe was furious. Joe couldn’t believe that Y/N left him here by himself, all worked up and abandoned with a tight and sticky situation in his lower region so she could go out with the girls.
“Did you miss me?” Y/N drawled out sweetly, pressing herself down against his groin causing a long groan to leave his lips.
“Fuck, Y/N, you know I missed you..” Joe groaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as Y/N pressed down against his groin a little harder, a sense of relief and pleasure coursing through Joe’s veins. “I missed you so damn much.” He breathed, gazing up with dazed eyes.
“Oh really?” Y/N gasped in fake surprise. “You see, I don’t think you did. I mean, I just found you here asleep..” Y/N tsked, giving Joe a pointed and devious look, beginning to slow down her actions. “I don’t think you missed me at all..” She continued to whisper, her fingers now pulling at the collar of Joe’s shirt.
“Fuck, no, don’t you dare slow down Y/N L/N. You left me..” Joe breathed, pushing his hips up against Y/N’s drawing in a shaky breath. “For four hours, Y/N..You left me tied up in this god damn tight scarf. I just guessed, you weren’t going to come home to make this sweet revenge of yours, even sweeter.” He hummed, looking up to Y/N’s eyes challengingly. “Because usually, when people get revenge. They like to make sure that the person suffers..and you made me suffer..working me up like that..and then leaving me here..I just thought you were going to ice the cake and leave me here until morning..” Joe breathed deeply, his eyes looking up into Y/N’s confidently.
After all, Joe was known for being the prankster of his friends. In fact, he was given a trophy, crowning him as the King of pranks. Joe was very gifted and skilled when it came to pranking, but when it came to revenge, Joe was officially the craftiest and he knew all of the steps that a person plotting revenge should take.
Joe smirked triumphantly, feeling Y/N begin to pick up the pace of their hips grinding together. “My poor baby thought I wasn’t coming back..” Y/N pouted, releasing the collar of Joe’s shirt and allowing her hands to slowly slide down his chest.
“For four hours, I left you all alone..” She continued, the tone in her voice mocking surprise, allowing her roaming hands to slide out from underneath Joe’s shirt and slowly unbutton Joe’s jeans, teasingly zipping down the zip. “Maybe I should make it up to you, should I?” Y/N asked, smiling mischievously down at her lover as she pressed her hand into his jeans, pushing her hand down against the growing situation in Joe’s Calvin Klein boxers.
“Oh fuck..Y/N..” Joe breathed in sharply, feeling Y/N knead her hand against Joe’s growing erection. “Oh baby, I’m so very sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight.” Y/N pouted, holding back a smirk on her face as she continued to rub Joe through the material of his briefs, listening to a satisfied moan pass through his lips.
Y/N’s free hand slowly pulled down the material of Joe’s boxers, revealing his large shaft. The cool air hit against Joe’s shaft causing his breath to hitch. Y/N wrapped her hand around his length, running her hand up and down smoothly, pressing feather light kisses against the base of his throat.
“Y/N..” Joe breathed, his hips pushing up to gain more friction from her slowly moving hand.
“Yes?” Y/N asked sweetly, batting her eyelashes innocently down at Joe’s flushed face.
“I need you..I need you so damn bad..Don’t be such a tease..The lingerie..leaving me here for hours..and now..oh fuck..” Joe moaned, his profanities being drawn out as Y/N slowly sunk down to her knees, her lips wrapping around his large length, catching Joe by surprise.
“Is this what you want, hm? Attention?” Y/N purred with a smooth tone in her voice, wrapping her lips back around Joe’s shaft, beginning to leisurely move her head up and down his long length.
“Y/N..” Joe moaned loudly, Y/N’s name being drawn deeply.
Joe could feel his heart rate increasing. He could feel the pounding of his heart against his chest as Y/N’s lips wrapped right around his shaft, taking him all in and skilfully bobbing her head up and down in a quick rhythm. Opening his own eyes, he tried to catch a breath, pushing his hips up towards Y/N’s mouth so she could take more of him. As he looked down to his confident Y/N, he noticed that her hands were behind her back, causing him to grow more aroused at the sight. Y/N’s hair was thrown behind her back in messy Hollywood curls. Her eyes were wide and full of of innocence and mischief as she gazed up to Joe, moving her lips in all of the right ways around his shaft. The sensation of Y/N humming against Joe’s length was more than enough to send Joe over the edge. Words weren’t good enough to describe how skilled and talented Y/N was at giving him one hell of a blowjob.
“Oh fuck..Y/N..” Joe moaned, feeling himself come to a thrilling high, only to immediately be brought back down from the high as he watched Y/N remove her lips from his length, not allowing him to reach his high. Her fingers were now running up against his legs, smoothly fanning out along his thighs as she pushed herself to her feet, grinning innocently. Before Joe could yell out in frustration, Y/N pressed her index finger against Joe’s lips, halting him from speaking.
Quietly, Y/N tugged down Joe’s jeans, pulling them down to his ankles, allowing him to easily kick them off and shove them to the side. Y/N confidently swayed her hips, strutting behind Joe and resting her chin on his shoulder.
“How bad do you need me, hm?” She breathed, pulling at the knot she tightened on the scarf bounding Joe’s wrists, setting him free. Y/N watched as within the blink of an eye, Joe kicked back the chair, grabbing hold of her waist and pressing her body back up against the wardrobe.
“I’m going to show you. I’m going to show you how bad I need you.” Joe growled deeply, capturing Y/N’s lips with his. Joe’s mind was going crazy. His hands were now running up and down Y/N’s body, running up and down her thighs before moving themselves to her bum. Joe smirked against Y/N’s lips as he earned a squeal from her once he pinched her bum, kneading it with his large hands.
Joe’s tongue was now exploring Y/N’s mouth desperately, his hands touching every piece of her skin, almost afraid that he would be bound to the chair once more, unable to touch his beauty.
Y/N wrapped her arms around Joe’s neck, her fingers tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck as the kiss deepened between herself and Joe. Their make out session was now becoming heated and tense as Y/N played with Joe’s shirt, lifting it up over his head and throwing it to the ground. Joe hoisted Y/N’s body up, her legs wrapping around his torso, their lips moulding together and moving in a deep and desperate sync.
Walking them both to their shared king sized bed, Joe bowed Y/N’s body down to the mattress, his hands now running behind her back, easily unclasping the latch on her bra without breaking the kiss.
“I’m sorry sweetheart, although this looked so very hot, it needs to go..” Joe breathed heavily, tossing Y/N’s revealing black bra to the side, before his fingers pressed into the waistband of her thong.
“This too..” Joe whispered hotly, his fingers skimming down against Y/N’s thighs, tugging down her black thong before throwing it to the side to the pile of discarded clothes.
Joe’s fingers ran up along Y/N’s inner thighs, immediately causing goosebumps to rise onto her skin. Joe subtly glided his fingers up towards Y/N’s hips, burying his face into the crook of her neck, sucking down on the sensitive skin that drove her crazy, making sure to leave his mark so everyone knows that Y/N belongs to him.
Y/N adored having love bites mark her neck. She loved being able to see Joe’s mark on her neck, knowing she was his and only his.
Joe’s lips moved down from Y/N’s neck, slowly to her collarbones, before he teasingly slowed down his kisses through the valley of her breasts, a spot that made Y/N grow weak at the knees. Y/N inhaled a sharp breath as Joe’s kisses reached down to her stomach, slowly pressing kisses against her abdomen, before he was greeted with the prize Y/N had for tonight.
Joe smirked at his thoughts, before reaching his finger towards Y/N’s folds and slowly caressing them. A shiver of thrill raced down Joe’s spine, his eyes burning as he gazed at Y/N’s entry, listening to the catching of her breath echo through his ears.
“You’re so wet, sweetheart.” He whispered, his cool breath blowing against her folds causing Y/N to shiver and tingle with pure excitement. “And who are you wet for?” Joe demanded, his eyes now staring into Y/N’s deeply with authority, his tongue swiping across his lips.
“For you, babe..All for you..” Y/N breathed, a quiet gasp leaving her lips as Joe smoothly slipped one of his fingers inside of her.
“Good girl..” Joe hummed in satisfactory, teasing Y/N’s entry as he smirked devilishly down at her.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll never want to tease me like that ever. again.” Joe murmured against Y/N’s skin, his hands now grabbing her hips tightly, sure to leave a bruise.
Joe pressed himself into Y/N, a throaty moan leaving through Joe’s lips as Y/N pressed her nails sharply into his shoulder blades. Joe moved his lovers hips against his, their bodies moulding together as one. Joe pressed his lips against Y/N’s hungrily, moving them together in a deep sync as their hips snapped quickly together.
“Oh fuck,” Y/N gasped, her nails down dragging down Joe’s back causing a confident smirk to grow on his face. “Oh my god, Joe..” Y/N moaned, her back arching as Joe pressed against her spot deeply, pleasure and adrenaline running through both of their veins.
“Fuck Y/N..” Joe hissed, their intertwining bodies growing hot.
“I-I think..Joe, oh fuck..” Y/N gasped feeling herself reaching her high as Joe moved himself against her quickly, his lips now sucking down along her collarbones.
“Me too sweetheart..” Joe moaned, his breathing increasing as he continued to push himself deeper and quicker into Y/N.
Y/N’s back arched as her nails pressed painfully sharp into Joe’s shoulders, his name leaving as a loud shrill through her lips while profanities ran through Joe’s, the two of them reaching their high, Joe’s name echoing around the neighbourhood for sure.
Joe buried his head into the crook of Y/N’s neck, their chests pressing against one another’s as they bought desperately caught their breath. Their blood was now coursing through their veins with adrenaline. Their bodies were now trying to cool and calm down from the exciting high.
“My revenge is definitely the best..” Y/N breathed, looking into Joe’s eyes, a small smirk drawn onto her lips as she spoke.
“I’ve only started getting mine..” Joe whispered smugly, his hand slapping against Y/N’s bum cheekily.
Little did Y/N know, that tonight was only round one of Joe’s revenge.
This is the very highly requested part two for Hands To Myself!
I just want to say that that this is the first time I have ever wrote smut, so it isn’t the best or remotely good compared to the amazing smutty writers on tumblr, wattpad etc. So I’m very sorry that it wasn’t the best but I really hope that you enjoyed it!
If you did enjoy it, please don’t be afraid to comment down below and tell me if you did! I really love reading your feedback, it really means so much to me and I appreciate every single comment!
I hope to update with a new imagine very soon!
I hope all of you are having a really lovely week.
If you’re in school, I know how much of a pain it can be to get up out of bed in the early hours of the morning, but I believe in you! And I really hope you have a really amazing week!
Summary: Reader has trouble sleeping at her boyfriend Joe’s house.
For as long as [y/n] can remember, she has always had trouble sleeping, even the smallest sound disturbed her slumber, or when she stayed at someone’s house, she couldn’t even fall asleep.
She was staying over at her boyfriend Joe’s house for the first time and in the excitement of being able to spend more time with Joe, [y/n] failed to mention that she had trouble sleeping.
Of course when she realized, it was already too late, Joe had fallen asleep and he was probably dreaming of something whilst [y/n] was sitting on the sofa scrolling through her phone until an hour, two, three hours had passed.
Her phone was on the verge of dying when there were footsteps coming from the hallway, down the hard steps. It was 3am when Joe came down the stairs, tired and confused.
He entered the living room/kitchen area and looked around before his eyes landed pn his girlfriend who was snuggled into a furry blanket, looking straight at him with wide eyes.
“What are you still doing up?” Joe asked walking towards his girlfriend and standing in front of her. His muscles flexed when he ran his hand through his floppy hair.
“Couldn’t sleep.” She said softly, bringing the blanket up to her chin.
“Why?” Joe asked.
“I just can’t, go to sleep, I will stay here.”
“I can’t sleep knowing that you are here in the dark, alone and tired.” He sat down next to [y/n], placed his arm over her shoulders and pulled her into his chest.
“I am sorry, Joe, but I just can’t fall asleep if I am not at my own house.” She confessed.
“Why didn’t you just say so? We could’ve stayed at your place.”
“It just slipped my mind and when I realized, you were already fast asleep.” [y/n] shrugged her shoulders and she sighed.
“Do you wanna go up to bed?” Joe asked after a while of silence.
“What’s the point if I will come back here once you’re asleep?”
“Trust me, you won’t.” Joe chuckled quietly as he stood up and extended his arm towards his girlfriend. Her eyes darted from his eyes to his hand for a few seconds before she took ahold of it and stood up, throwing the blanket on the sofa.
Joe led [y/n] back to his room that was pitch black unlike the living room which was dimly lit, but Joe knew where the bed was because few feet away he pushed her on the bed making her giggle. Joe got in beside her and pulled the warm duvet over the both of them.
“Good night, baby.” He placed a soft kiss on her cheek before pulling her closer and resting his head in the crook of her neck.
“Good night, Sugg.”
And he was right, [y/n] didn’t go back downstairs to spend another sleepless night, she was in a warm embrace, sleeping peacefully.
I just had the cutest idea for an imagine! So joe and y/n have a little girl who’s like 3 and her uncles are all of the buttercream squad and they decided to surprise her with redoing her bedroom and she just becomes the happiest little girl being able to hang out with all of her uncles and she has no idea her room is being redone and joe just feels like the best dad ever!
“July your uncles are here, hurry!” You called as the boys entered the place “Remember. Keep her busy as much as you can” you reminded Jack who nodded
“Stop worrying Y/N” he laughed, but before you could reply you heard your three year old daughter squeal happily
“Uncle Jack!” She exclaimed happily running into his arms, he quickly picked her up and chuckled
“Someone’s been eating a lot of cookies lately” he teased poking her belly making her giggle
“Ready to go?” Caspar asked the baby girl who nodded her head, as she did so you couldn’t help but smile, you knew how much she loved the boys, just as much as they loved her, even though you were worried you knew she would be in good hands.
Just then you felt an arm sneak around your waist, pulling you close, and you knew, without a doubt that was your husband Joe Sugg, you looked to the side and indeed, it was Joe, smiling dreamily at July, her baby, the one who taught him the real definition of ‘love at first sight’.
“Okay, but give mamma and papa a kiss” he instructed the girl who was pulled closer to her parents by Jack who was still holding her, she first gave Joe a kiss on the cheek and then to you. After that you both waved goodbye as she did the same with one hand while she sucked on her thumb.
Once the door was closed, you both sighed.
“Let’s get to work” Joe beamed
The rest of the boys finally arrived to the carnival after a long ride, they told the girl to wait and once they were all out they went over to the girl’s door and opened it, since she was so short Mikey had to help her down by holding her tiny hand in his.
Even though they offered to pick her up she declined, then she held Josh’s hand and walked side by side with him, they both shared a look and smiled as they kept walking “Uncle Josh” she said pulling his hand tighter. He stopped and kneeled down to her height
“Yes, July?” He asked her sweetly
“I’m hungry” she pouted
“What do you want to eat, then?”
“Chicken nuggets!” She exclaimed almost immediately, making the boys laugh
“Alright! Let’s go get your chicken nuggets”
“It’s almost done” you sighed happily as you placed the last pillow on the bed
“Yeah, we’re just missing the books on the shelf” he said “But, do you think she’ll like it?” He asked now rather insecure.
“Joe…” you whispered cupping his face in your hands, forcing his eyes to stare at yours “If someone knows our daughter better than anyone is us. She’ll love it, okay?” Joe smiled as he pecked your lips
“How in the hell did I get so lucky?” He whispered making you smile
“C'mon lucky boy, let’s finish this room” you said
“I want Uncle Caspar to be my horse!” July said holding onto Caspar’s t-shirt
“Why not me?” Jack whines jokingly
“Because he’s taller!” She explains the blonde boy, he nods
“Then let me help you up” he offered as he picked her up delicately by the armpits, Caspar kneeled on one knee allowing his friend to place the little girl on his neck, when she was finally in place she pulled Caspar’s hair slightly, in response he held her legs in place and slowly stood up neighing, making the girl giggle
“Let’s go!” She said and Caspar 'neighed’ approvingly jogging his way through the place
The boys followed Caspar closely until Jack’s phone rigged making all stop and turn to him
“Hello?” He said
“You can bring her now” you instructed making Jack smile and look at his mates, when they saw Jack’s expression they knew that the surprise for July was ready
“We’re coming” he said as he hung up “Alright your Majesty, we have to go back to the castle” he said faking an elegant accent
“TO THE CARRIAGE” she shouted pointing forward, all of the boys cheered, and of course Caspar neighed
When the boys got to the house and knocked, they were greeted by Joe who picked her daughter from Caspar’s arms as he said “There’s my beautiful angel” her daughter smiled at the sight of her dad “Say goodbye to your uncles” he reminded her
“Bye!” she said happily
“Thank you” she added softly and Joe smiled at her before turning to his mates
“I’ll see you tomorrow guys” he assured and Oli nodded before they left and Joe closed the door “I got a surprise for you…” he taunted and she gasped, her eyes glistening in hope as her loving father pointed at her with her index finger jokingly “But no peeking, miss” he warned her teasingly, she nodded covering her eyes with both hands.
He slowly walked around the house and opened the door of her daughter’s room where you were waiting. When you saw your baby girl covering her eyes with both hands as a playful smirk was plastered on her lips you had to purse your lips to hold back your laughter at your innocent child.
Joe slowly placed her down and you both shared a look
“Now… Open!” He exclaimed, the little girl wasted no time and took both hands off of her face, she opened her mouth widely as she stared amazed at the room and as she did so Joe went over to you. When she was done looking at the room she looked at the both of you, her eyes were sparkling and the biggest smile was placed upon her small lips
“Is this my room?” She gasped and you nodded, she started jumping up and down restlessly making you both laugh “I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT” she exclaimed making you both laugh, you both kneeled down to her height and she jumped into your arms “You’re the best parents ever” she said as she hugged you tighter as you caged her in between your bodies.
Joe couldn’t be happier, it was important for him to be a good parent, he was so afraid of failing her daughter, most of the times he didn’t knew what he was doing, but god, he loved her so much. He loved her from the moment he knew she was coming to this world and his love for her only grew stronger every single day.
Out of all his achievements in life, the most important one would be and would always be his beautiful daughter.
Jack Maynard x reader
5. “Who would’ve guessed we’d be sharing a room.”
You locked the door to your flat, suitcase in hand, and turned around to see the buttercream boys sitting in the van they rented for the trip.
You’d gotten a cabin in the country rented out for the weekend and you and the boys were heading out there together.
“Sup buttercream?” You shouted back.
Various calls and shouts came back as replies making you laugh.
“Come on and get your little ass in here!” Jack Maynard shouted at you making you laugh again.
You threw your suitcase in the back and jumped in with the boys.
You were tossed around playfully a little bit before falling in a seat next to Jack and Conor.
“So how’s mama buttercream?”
You smiled. The fans had become accustomed to calling you mama buttercream after you started hanging out with them and the boys picked it up quickly as well.
“I’m good! Totally excited for this weekend!”
This only sent another chorus of excited shouts throughout the van.
“Oi! Pipe down back there would ya? A man’s gotta drive without distractions!”
You snickered. “How’d Oli get stuck with driving?”
“He picked the smallest straw,” Jack replied.
“Which reminds me,” Joe piped up and he lifted a hat, the boys wooing and making various noises.
“What’s that for?” You asked, confused.
“Roommates!” Caspar said. “You said there were only three bedrooms right?”
You nodded. “Yep. And there’s always the main room.”
“Yep,” Joe shook the hat. “Whoever picks the same color has to room together.”
“All right,” you said. “Let’s do it.”
“You first mama buttercream!”
You reached a hand in the hat, pulling out a red slip of paper.
Conor pulls a green one, Mikey pulls a yellow, Josh pulls a green, Caspar pulls an orange, Joe pulls an orange, and Jack pulls a red.
“Oli gets yellow! So we’ve got Joshor, Jaspar, Olkey, and (your names combined).” Joe tosses the hat down and you exchange a bashful glance with Jack.
A little while later you arrive at the cabin and Jack grabs your hand, pulling you from the van before you can think.
“J-Jack! What are you doing?”
“Placing a human call device before the others can get to the best room!”
“Would you at least let me get the key out to open it?”
You pulled the key from your pocket and opened the door, only to be dragged into the house and being practically tossed into the room Jack liked best.
“Stay here! I’ll get your bag!”
You sighed and fell back onto the bed. These boys were a lot of work.
“Damn, eager weren’t you mate?” You hear from the other room.
“Just wanted to get a good room before you idiots.”
“Are you sure it wasn’t because of something else?” Conor wiggled his eyebrows, making Jack glare at him.
“Stop being gross, Conor,” you chimed from the doorway. “Thanks, Jack,”
“No problem, mama buttercream.”
You set your suitcase on a bed and went out to sit in the lounge.
“Okay, who’s ready to play truth or dare. My style?” You smirked as the others settled down.
A chorus of what you took as readys.
You opened your extra bag and pulled out a bottle of vodka and eight shot glasses.
“You all know how it works. Answer truthfully, do the dare, or take a shot of vodka mixed with” -You pulled out the last thing in your spare bag- “mustard.”
You made them each shot and one for yourself before starting. “Okay. First up,” you spun the closed vodka bottle. “Josh Pieters. Truth or Dare?”
As the game went on, you experienced Caspar skinny dipping, Joe doing the ice bucket challenge in nothing, Josh becoming a human chair, Mikey getting makeup put on by the boys, Oli letting the boys hack his twitter, Conor tied to the wall with duct tape, Jack running naked through the trees, and yourself letting the boys draw on you with permanent marker.
You learned how Caspar feels about having celebrities around, how many girls Joe’s had sex with in the past six months, what Josh would do if he were a girl, how many things Mikey has stolen, what Oli’s most awkward date was, what embarrassing thing Conor has been walked in on, and what man Jack would kiss.
They’d all forfeited at least once and you were the only one with a shot glass still full of the gross concoction. And it was now your turn.
“Okay, Y/N,” Conor smirked. “Truth or Dare.”
You grinned evily back. “Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss your roomate.”
Your eyes went wide and you blushed. “Shit. Conor, you know I promised not to kiss any of you!”
“So you don’t want to kiss my brother?”
“I didn’t say that!”
“So you so then?”
“I didn’t say that, either!”
“Kiss him then!”
“Bloody hell, fine!” You downed the shot.
The boys cheered as you came up with a disgusted look on your face. “Bleh. Give me just the vodka to wash it down.”
You walked in your shared room and got under the covers of your bed, preparing to go to sleep when- “Who would’ve guessed we’d be sharing a room.”
You rolled over to face Jack who was staring at you through the darkness.
“Yeah, funny, right…”
Silence passed between you.
“Why didn’t you want to kiss me?”
You blushed, even if he couldn’t see it. “I- um- I-i didn’t say I didn’t want to kiss you.”
“You didn’t say you did, either.”
You started thinking about your silly crush on him and how he’d never return it. You got butterflies in your stomach just thinking about sharing a room with him and now you were. He was just a few feet from you.
“…I don’t think I should answer you.”
“Because it’ll make things awkward between us…”
“It can’t be that bad, just tell me.”
You took a deep breath. “All right, Jack. I did want to kiss you, just not in front of everyone…”
Silence again and you felt stupid for admitting it. Why, why, why had you done it?
Suddenly you heard shuffling and Jack was right in front of your face. Grinning ear to ear. “Maybe you should try that dare again, hm?”
You smiled. “Oh, Jack,”
Then you kissed him.
It felt so right and sweet that you didn’t want to let him go until-
“Shh, don’t ruin the moment with talking.”
“Well it’s about bloody time you made a move mate!”
Jack jumped and fell back away from you. He had failed to notice Conor standing in the doorway.
“Hey, everyone! (Ship name) finally happened! Jack grew some balls and kissed her!”
“Shut up, Conor!” Jack yelled.
“Wait, does this make you daddy buttercream?”
“Shut up, Conor!”
Ha, that ending though. First time doing a Jack Maynard imagine! How’d I do? Well, loviecleone43 hope you enjoyed!
After that Mikey had just left without an explanation. And now it had been about a week and none of the boys seemed like they wanted anything to do with y/n. She went through the motions of her daily life like a zombie. Guilt continued to eat at Caspar but he felt like he couldn’t just say sorry. He assumed y/n wanted nothing to do with him, so the Saturday after the incident with Mikey he sent in the big guns: Jack.
Y/n heard a knock at the door and got up from her spot on the couch to get it. She peered through the peephole before unlatching the door, her face unamused. “Hello, love.”
“Go away, Jack,” y/n said before shutting the door in his face.
Jack scowled at the door and knocked again. This time y/n didn’t open the door. A frown appeared on Jack’s face. He wracked his brain for where her spare key was. Where is it? His face lit up. There! He slid the key easily into the lock and opened the door. Striding in to find y/n sitting on a stool in the kitchen, “You know that you should really get a better security system than that,” he chuckled, leaning on the counter in front of her.
“I said go away, Jack.” Y/n put her forehead down on the cool granite of her countertop.
“Oh come on, y/n. You’ve got to do something!”
“I have been doing stuff!” She shouted at him now, “I went to work and the grocery store and everything just like usual.”
“You know Caspar thinks you hate him now,” he quickly changed the topic back to what he came to talk to her about.
“Why would I hate him? I hate Joe, but why Casp? He did nothing wrong.” Y/n sighed, getting up from her spot at the breakfast bar and going over to where her shoes and keys were. She slipped into her flats and glanced over her shoulder at Jack. “Coming?”
“Where are you going?”
“We’re going to get Caspar and go to dinner.”
When they arrived at Caspar’s apartment across town, y/n knocked. Josh opened the door, his face quickly brightening at the sight of y/n. “Y/n!” he pulled her into a tight hug, “I was worried about you.”
“Actually, Josh, we’re here for Caspar. Is he home?” Jack interjected.
Josh’s face scrunched up, “No, he’s out with Mattie right now.”
“Alright. We’ll be back later, Josh.”
Y/n shrugged. “Just us two then?”
They headed down to a little Chinese place, laughing. Y/n felt at home for the first time in a week. She’d known Jack for almost three years now and they hadn’t hung out one-on-one for a while. She had almost forgotten how much she enjoyed being around him.
After ordering they started talking about what happened with Joe. “Listen, I’d liked him for a while and it was just a ginormous let down you know. And what he said kind of hurt.”
“Kind of?” Jack asked, knowingly. He smiled warmly at her, “Y/n, there’s nothing wrong with not being okay. It’s understandable to be hurt by what he said– especially since you’ve had feelings for him for a while.”
“I know, but I just want to get back to how things were before.”
“Me too. Caspar feels guilty, Mikey is– well it’s Mikey he’s basically just there, and Joe feels like an idiot.”
“Why would Joe feel like an idiot?”
“Because he can’t get you out of his head. He keeps saying that he feels terrible about it, but we all know he wants another chance with you. He knows he screwed up and all but I don’t think he knows exactly what he was missing. But after all of that Caspar went off on him, yelling at him about how you’re smart and funny and everything. He apparently didn’t realize what he’d lost until Caspar opened his eyes.”
“Really?” Hope rang steady in y/n’s voice.
“Yeah,” Jack chuckled sunnily. “But you’ve also better remember that Mikey still has feelings for you.”
“I know. I just… I don’t feel like that towards him.”
“Then you have to tell him that.”
They ate with mild conversation flowing between them, leaving after talking y/n’s next steps over. She left knowing exactly how to proceed. And Jack was proud of her for finally deciding that she would try the single life for a while.